Wadih Saadeh Poems
- Genesis With what meagre space remaining between his hands
- Absence That day under the square's oak tree
- Lilies Death was not dancing in the squares only but near ...
- Their Place Oblivion has no stations on this road
- A Country It took its name from water
- Shadows They glided down towards the sea, drifting from ...
- Glances Leaving their eyes behind while walking, they rely ...
Wadih Sa'adah was born in the village of Shabtin, in northern Lebanon. In his own words he describes it as "a place were the people, fields, trees, rocks, birds and animals were one family. Nature was part of our being. The soil and the people were one. I grew up among farmers who were gentle and dour. I grew up among opposites - the sterility of rocks, the fertility of fields. The fields and rocks sometimes seemed to me to be the secret faces of the people I lived among in that village."
When he was about twelve years old he moved to Beirut. here everything was much different from the village and depressed him, it was at this time that he began to seek solace in ... more »
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With what meagre space
remaining between his hands
he tried to reconstruct
a universe: with a tear,
he drew a star, a moon with a glance,
and with a single touch, a sun.
When he closed his eyes,
people commuted to their work
on the sidewalk of his eyelids.
Translated by: Sargon Boulus